Who is the Dragging Burden

"First, my first conjecture is that Yu Xiaogang's pride is at play."

"We need to understand that Yu Xiaogang's martial soul is Luo Sanpao, and all of Luo Sanpao's soul skills are related to farting."

At this moment, the sky screen began to scroll, and an image of Luo Sanpao appeared within it.

"Fart like thunder, shake the heavens and split the earth, Luo Sanpao!"

A wave of yellow smoke swept forth, filling the entire sky screen with yellow.

Even through the sky screen, those watching on the Douluo Continent vaguely felt as if Luo Sanpao's stinky fart was seeping through the screen and lingering in their ears.

"Fart! Luo Sanpao's martial soul is clearly the Golden Sacred Dragon transformed from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, so why are its soul skills all about farting?"

"A big reason is the first and second soul rings Yu Xiaogang obtained. Perhaps the first soul ring Yu Xiaogang hunted was actually a bamboo shoot."

"After absorbing the bamboo shoot, Luo Sanpao became a martial soul that only farts stink."

"Yu Xiaogang himself absorbed a bamboo shoot and became a soul master who only farts. He wasn't willing to accept it, so he wanted Tang San to absorb a lone bamboo too."

As the words fell.

In both time periods of the Douluo Continent, those who heard this information fell into silence.

He absorbed a farting bamboo shoot himself, and then wanted his own disciple to absorb a ten-year lone bamboo.

Can such a person really nurture a god into existence?

Shrek Academy.

"Teacher, I believe in you. This is nothing but baseless slander."

"There's no way you would make me absorb a ten-year lone bamboo because of something like this."

Facing the sky screen's recent words, Tang San stepped forward, his tone firm as he defended Yu Xiaogang.

"Besides, this sky screen says your first soul ring was a bamboo shoot. How is that possible? Teacher, just tell us what your first soul ring really was."

"Prove that you never had such intentions."

"Ah... hehe, Xiao San, I appreciate your good intentions."

Yu Xiaogang gave an awkward smile, then walked over to Tang San and said with relief.

"This is clearly baseless slander. I don't need to say anything—no one would believe it anyway."

"Right?"

"Yeah, Master's Luo Sanpao is obviously a dog martial soul. How could it absorb a bamboo shoot?"

Dai Mubai, who had a favor to ask of the future god king Tang San, quickly smoothed things over.

"Exactly, it's completely impossible. This sounds like nothing more than a storyteller's tale."

With Tang San and Dai Mubai taking the lead, the Shrek group set aside their doubts.

Meanwhile, watching this scene, Flender's eyes flickered with a complex expression.

As a member of the original Golden Iron Triangle, Flender knew very well what Yu Xiaogang's first soul ring was.

He still clearly remembered Yu Xiaogang once bragging to him and Liu Erlong.

Saying that to prove his own Ten Core Theories of Martial Souls, his first soul ring was a hundred-year bamboo shoot.

"Of course, this first conjecture doesn't have much evidence to back it up—it's just my imagination. But I'm very confident in my second conjecture."

"At the start, I said that our esteemed theory master is a pure waste who broke through to rank twenty-nine by the age of fifty."

"The only reason he went and developed the Ten Core Theories of Martial Souls is that he was a complete failure in martial soul cultivation."

"On top of that, he never truly fought, had no real combat experience, so Yu Xiaogang basically had no fighting ability."

"When he took the six-year-old Tang San to hunt for soul rings, he had no confidence at all in being able to hunt a century-old soul beast."

"As for taking Tang San to hunt a good soul ring, forget about success—he might not even survive himself."

"Rather than risking both master and disciple dying in the Soul Hunting Forest, Yu Xiaogang might as well just make an excuse, say the ten-year lone bamboo was suitable for Tang San, have Tang San absorb it, and then leave."

"Below is video evidence—this is what happened after Tang San and Yu Xiaogang went deeper and encountered the century-old soul beast, the Mandala Snake."

As the words fell, the sky screen began playing a scene of Yu Xiaogang and Tang San's battle with the Mandala Snake.

In the image, Yu Xiaogang's face was full of panic. He held white radishes in his hand, shoving them one by one into Luo Sanpao's mouth.

"Hurry, hurry! Luo Sanpao, faster!"

Under Yu Xiaogang's urging, Luo Sanpao finished the white radishes and then unleashed a heaven-shaking stinky fart.

Yu Xiaogang handed Tang San a mask in advance. Under the shroud of yellow smoke, the master and disciple pair, Yu Xiaogang and Tang San, began to flee in disarray.

Behind them, the century-old Mandala Snake gave chase relentlessly. If anything, it seemed enraged by Luo Sanpao.

It grew even angrier, its long body crashing through the Soul Hunting Forest as it charged recklessly.

They fled; it pursued.

Tang San and Yu Xiaogang had no way to escape.

A six-year-old Tang San alone might have had a chance to escape, but unfortunately, he was saddled with Yu Xiaogang dragging him down.

The Mandala Snake behind them kept closing in, about to catch up at any moment.

Watching the harrowing scene on the sky screen, the Shrek group all held their breath.

Even though they knew Tang San would escape unscathed and even absorb the Mandala Snake's soul ring, seeing this moment, none of them could imagine how Yu Xiaogang had led a six-year-old Tang San to kill this century-old Mandala Snake.

Xiao Wu quietly gripped Tang San's sleeve, her voice tinged with worry.

"Third Brother, how did you actually escape from that Mandala Snake back then?"

"I bet someone passed by and rescued Master and Tang San,"

Oscar said with certainty.

"No, no, no. Look, the place where Xiao San and Master are is clearly isolated. And even if someone were there, why would they step in to help?"

Dai Mubai shook his head and laid out his reasoning to the group.

"I think Master must have tapped into his latent potential at the critical moment and killed the Mandala Snake together with Luo Sanpao."

"After all, Master is a twenty-ninth level Soul Grand Master. There's no way he'd be helpless against a century-old Mandala Snake."

"Dai's right. Master must have acted."

Hearing Dai Mubai's speculation, everyone nodded in agreement.

After all, Dai Mubai's analysis was the most plausible.

At that time, it was just Tang San and Yu Xiaogang. How could it be that the master, Yu Xiaogang, didn't save his disciple Tang San?

Could it be that a six-year-old Tang San, without even his first soul ring, saved his master Yu Xiaogang?

No matter what, Yu Xiaogang was a twenty-ninth level Soul Grand Master.

Surely he couldn't really be the useless fighter with no combat power, as the sky screen claimed.

"Master, did I guess right?"

Dai Mubai looked at Yu Xiaogang, who had long since fallen silent.

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang felt his face burning hot.

Shameful. Utterly shameful.

Was he really going to have to admit that back when they encountered the Mandala Snake, he was the dead weight, and without Tang San, he would have died in the snake's jaws?

Fortunately, just as Dai Mubai was about to press further, the sky screen's scene began to shift.